Genesis Spilimbergo Whore ❤️

About Florence

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore as a profession, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a hot mess of a script I’d roast on *30 Rock*. Attractiveness of whoring? Psh, it’s a rollercoaster, babe. One sec you’re like, “I’m the king of the world!”—wait, wrong movie—more like, “I’m making bank, bitches!” Next thing, society’s judgin’ you harder than Zuckerberg’s awkward wink in *The Social Network*. That movie’s my jam, btw—Fincher’s a genius, and I’m here for it.

Where in the World?

Irene di Spilimbergo." Of Spilimbergo's renown as a letterata and a painter see. Dionigi Atanagi's biography of her in his commemorative anthology honoring.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in Spilimbergo, right? This little gem in Italy, known for its mosaics and all that jazz. I mean, who knew a biochemist could get so wrapped up in art? But lemme tell ya, today was a rollercoaster.

SOS Tagliamento (e Piave): tra Restoration Law e grandi opere